"She had a good grasp of battle tactics."
"But not much else."
Inside the carriage, Lan Qingyou and Alisa each made a comment about this so-called top-ten Imperial Knights Order.
Their voices weren't loud.
But Arthur, sitting up front with the driver, and Horn and Nikola, sitting opposite them, all heard.
Of course, so did the people in the caravan and the Knights Order members at the front.
The caravan members were already very familiar with the two women's unrestrained personalities, so they didn't react.
But the Knights Order members didn't take their words so well.
They could admit that they had a good grasp of battle tactics.
But saying they had "not much else" was going too far.
So the Flamingo Knights Order members at the front who had heard the comment immediately became indignant.
"Who's in there?"
"What a big mouth!"
"Hmph. I can tell from her voice that she's just a little girl. What does she know about battle formations?"
"Come out! Let those two little girls come out!"
As if.
As one of the Empire's top ten Knights Orders, they had their pride.
Being judged so brazenly by two little girls—
Anyone would be unhappy about that.
"Arthur, what's going on? If you can't give me an explanation, I don't mind going back and having a talk with Count Sera."
Horn sat on his horse, looking down at the fat man seated at the front of the carriage.
The two of them had barely interacted.
Nor did they belong to the same faction.
But in terms of rank, Horn, who was only in his thirties, outranked the fat man's father, Count Sera, by quite a bit.
Given the nature of this mission, too,
he believed that even if he offended someone from the Prime Minister Faction,